[video starts with a guy talking about Girl Scout cookie sales figures]
*jump cut to Polissa creepily holding a Brownie vest*
*deep breath* I was a Brownie Girl Scout. *lip smack* I spent two years in Girl Scouts *pause*
selling those cookies! [
And I sold them for... *calculates* ten. So?]
*deep breath* My mom sold the majority of those cookies
for me! [
that's standard practice for the young'uns. When we were older we'd sell door to door or hand out the order form at school or work]. The Girl Scouts themselves do not see a dime of that! [
You lying fucking bitch. I'm ready to fullout sperg. Like yeah, they're not gonna pay seven year olds for selling cookies like a door to door salesman. No fucking shit. But they do get some of the revenue back to the troop, and legit councils will show where the money went. Here's a random one I found on Google. My troop leaders were also council heads when we were older and we depended on cookie sales for day camp supplies or our own trips. Don't wanna enable the organization itself but want to help an individual troop? Don't buy the cookies and donate to the troop itself. They'll get all that money versus the royalty they get off each box. Yeah, they get royalties. Which is not much but still something.]
*long pause* I don't know what we were supposed to be raising money for! [
Look at the above link for an example of where the money goes.] It was supposed to be for some camp! [
I think she's on something. She's talking fast like she's paranoid or upset when she's not doing her usual gasping for air or brain buffering] But it was for some rickety little, uh, cabins at *stammers* Coleman State
Park! [
what did she think camping was supposed to be like? I remember us rejoicing when we finally no longer had to use latrines at our camp (and getting excited when we did have cabins because we were usually in tents (four season or army surplus platform ones)] Where we ran amok through the woods! Didn't learn anything! And, yeah, I don't remember any skills that I was taught through Girl Scouts!
[I love you, [leaders]. I don't remember everything but I learned how to cook, set up campfires, sew, canoe, check oil, etc because of y'all.]
I've got a friend at her daugther's in
Boy Scouts! [
oh yeah, that nonsense. Girl Scouts does that too, now. Although the mere mention of friend makes me call bullshit on this particular example.] And she's learned a lot more than I ever did selling
cookies for corporation! [
Again, Girl Scouts is what you make of it. My troop leaders worked our asses off. Conversely, my brother didn't learn shit in Boy Scouts. But it has helped other boys when they weren't busy being molested]
*deep breath* Now, *pause* granted, it was fun. And I guess that was something. But isn't the purpose of the scouts to teach us something of
useful value? [
her odd emphasis on specific words is really coming out here] that we can hold on to for when we're
adults?! Right? *shakes head* Mm hmm. That's not how it is! [
for you. Plus tbh I did a lot more Junior on than in Brownies. Brownies we were barely trusted to not burn down the house while cooking soup. Mostly we learned how to cook smores and stuff like songs and tying knots. Junior on we got to use knives! Fuck yeah!]
*deep breath* So, just thought people should know before you stick kids and Girl Scouts! That's what you're getting!